Chapter 39: Fever
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Shi Yun thought for a while, but in the end she still picked up the pen and signed her name.
The moment Fu Siyu saw that she had finished signing, he eagerly snatched the document away, as though afraid she might regret it the very next second.
After signing, Shi Yun felt strangely light-headed.
She had been feeling that way since the afternoon.
Before long, she realized that she was truly dizzy, and that her body had grown somewhat weak.
She raised a hand to touch her face. It was burning hot.
Fu Siyu noticed.
Qian Feifei stared at the elevator numbers climbing without pause and drew a deep breath. She thought miserably that this was the end of it—she would never be able to clear her name now, even if she leaped into the Yellow River.
A glimmer flashed through Xiahou Qin’s eyes. The corners of Chu Xiangjun’s lips curved faintly upward, while the police officer seated across from him bristled with fury.
Su Kai was not reserved in the slightest. Instead, he directly sat down in the other chair beside Su Qianqian, making Ren Qian even more puzzled.
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Since the two of them had come together, naturally they would leave together as well. Besides, Xu Xingguang still had a beauty as lovely as a flower waiting for him outside. How could he bear to neglect her? An Kexin would certainly not be willing to let Xu Xingguang return so easily either.
Her target was the people around Crown Prince Gu Qian, so the Jade Balance Star Lord devised a way to make those people come looking for her of their own accord.
Jing Se estimated that in a remote and impoverished place like Flowerbridge Town, it would already be fortunate if the pawnshop offered a hundred taels of silver. That was the highest price she could expect. If she happened to encounter a crooked shopkeeper, they might offer only a few dozen taels, or even less. After all, there was only one pawnshop in town, and the shopkeeper might well take advantage of that to name an outrageous price.
The calm and composed expression on his face instantly cracked, and panic spilled from his jet-black eyes.
“Perhaps you were the one who wronged me? Just because you think you owe me, and because you want something from me, does that mean I must satisfy you?” Wan Suyi asked him calmly and coldly.
However, when faced with such a situation, she could not help following the script of some melodramatic tale. In any case, it seemed impossible that Si Chengtian would carry a demon core with him. The day after tomorrow was the weekend; she would simply go find him then.
Looking at Nila, whose body had been torn apart, no one felt the slightest pity. They only found it regrettable—regrettable that Nila’s strike had failed to kill the young man from Dragon Valley.
Raising a wall of energy to block those dense bullets of true energy was impractical. Even if Fang Yi released such a wall, it would not hold for long, so he chose to evade them instead.
At that moment, a thought stirred in Fang Yi’s mind. This Thunder Mountain was immense and filled with lightning. He had long intended to refine it into a weapon or magical artifact. This might be a perfect opportunity.
The steward was standing before the stove, looking at the skewers used for roasting meat and the basket, all of which belonged to the shopkeeper. He placed the skewers into the basket. Then he glanced at the wine jug and the two cups, picked them up for a closer look, and put them into the basket as well.
“The Great Sage, Heaven’s Equal!?”
Upon hearing that name, Gu Du suddenly rose to his feet. He then looked toward the five people before sitting down again.
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He was a pale-faced man whose complexion held not the slightest trace of color—so white that he looked ghastly.
He still possessed some prestige in the manor. Li Erniu said no more, merely snorting at Liu Yong before entering the house.
“He will naturally come to meet with us. When the time comes, we shall act according to the circumstances,” Jia Xu said evenly, stroking his beard.
“Are you certain you will not leave? It is still not too late to regret your decision!”
Jiang Yu had already gone this far. How could Elder Yue fail to understand what he intended?
Yet, just as Fu Xi had said before, their peaceful days had lasted far too long—so long that they had gradually lost the savagery and ferocity they once possessed. They had even become incapable of noticing when their own companions were being bullied.
However, on Huo Jitang’s face, he could not see the slightest trace of tension. Huo Qirui could not help feeling puzzled.
The others were utterly speechless as well. They had seen shameless people before, but never anyone quite so shameless.
Jing Yanrong saw it and immediately dodged to the side. Yet, because of the disparity in cultivation, he was still a step too slow. The palm that had originally been aimed at his chest shifted slightly when Jing Jining evaded it, striking Jing Jining’s shoulder instead.
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